The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Trickle, trickle, trickle, trickle...whoosh—"

The sound of flowing water approached from afar, eventually evolving into the roar of surging waves.

In the sky, a blood light spread from the horizon, quickly turning the heavens a deep crimson.

"Blood River rushing, crossing a thousand autumns."

The murmuring sound of demonic voice rose in Qing Yu's ears, and he felt his blood stir restlessly within him, as if wishing to break free from his body.

"Blood Demon Sect's 'Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound', protect the juniors below the Divine Origin Realm." Zhang Jinggen's voice thundered across the skies.

"'Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound', just a mere murmur can instantly kill Martial Artists below the Divine Origin Realm; the Martial Arts of the Blood Demon Sect truly exist for slaughter," Qing Yu steadied his blood and murmured to himself.

This turbulence of blood was fairly easy to suppress for a Martial Artist of the True Core Realm, but for those below the Divine Origin Realm, it was tough.

Martial Artists of the Divine Origin Realm had not achieved the Three Elements Combined, their life's blood was far less stable than that of a True Core Realm Martial Artist. Hearing the 'Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound' unleashed by a Divinity Realm warrior, it was normal to struggle in controlling one's blood.

Within this short span of several breaths, Qingyu's ears were filled with successive explosive sounds of rupturing bodies as dozens of blood mists floated upwards, gathering towards the crimson Blood River in the sky.

"Blood Demon Sect, you're courting death!"

Yin and Yang Qi descended from the heavens, strangling the blood-colored river, an old Daoist with white hair and a beard soared into the air, his Taiji Taoist Robe rustling loudly.

He was Tong Ming, one of the three elders of the Zhenwu Sect.

Just now, as the 'Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound' suddenly rang out, even with the protection of the Divinity Realm in time, there were some who could not take care to protect themselves. Not everyone was fortunate enough to be near a Divinity Realm warrior. Three Martial Artists from Zhenwu Sect had perished under the 'Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound.'

"Curious to know who's courting death?"

A scoff came from the Blood River, as three Blood Shadows shot out, the formidable aura of the Divinity Realm was immediately apparent; all three were of the Divinity Realm.

"Tong Ming Daoist, please be careful."

The winds and clouds stirred, and the Dragon and Tiger emerged. Zhang Jinggen soared upwards, his Dual Swords interweaving in hand, and the Evil-Slaying Sword Light blocked two of the Blood Shadows in an instant.

"Three Five Evil-Slaying Dual Swords of Dragon Tiger Mountain, retreat."

One of the Blood Shadows swung a Blood Light towards Zhang Jinggen while calling out for the other to retreat.

The two figures moved swiftly, dodging the Evil-Slaying Sword Light in the blink of an eye.

"Three Five Evil-Slaying Dual Swords, the people of Dragon Tiger Mountain actually brought this sword."

Down below, Qing Yu narrowed his eyes, observing the edge of the Dual Swords in Zhang Jinggen's hands.

The Three Five Evil-Slaying Dual Swords, also known as the "Heavenly Master Sword," appeared to be made of raw copper, with a handle consisting of five interconnected sections, adorned with rising runes, images of stars, and the sun and moon, weighing eighty-one taels, a weapon once used to execute Ghost Path entities.

This sword was the weapon of the Zhengyi Taoist Ancestor, its power ineffable.

With this sword in hand, Zhang Jinggen alone was able to hold his own against more than two Divinity Realm warriors. The three from the Blood Demon Sect were somewhat outmatched.

"Blood Demon Sect demon, today Hua Yufei calls a battle, does it have anything to do with you all?"

Zhang Jinggen swept with his sword edge, clearing the blood Qi, standing aloft in midair, his aged figure exuding the majesty of a Heavenly God descending to earth.

It was no surprise he was suspicious; Hua Yufei had just provocatively challenged Zhang Yuanchu to a duel, and now the Blood Demon Sect launched a major attack, anyone would question Hua Yufei's intentions.

"Ha-ha, of course there is, Hua Yufei has collaborated with us to execute your Taoist experts. Zhang Jinggen, prepare to meet your end."

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect, a blood-haired and blood-clothed sinister youth, laughed malevolently.

"Master Zhang, do not heed the rumors; as long as we, the disciples of Luo Fu Palace, remain, the Palace Master will never betray the Taoist ways." Lin Jianfeng's shout came from below.

Zhang Jinggen turned and saw that all members of Luo Fu Palace were present, including Hua Yufei's disciple Zhu Kong.

His heart relaxed slightly, although he still harbored some doubts, it was not as strong as before. In fact, he feared Hua Yufei's betrayal because that would mean that Zhang Yuanchu's engagement in battle would be falling into a trap.

"Demon!"

Zhang Jinggen, unable to dismiss his suspicions entirely, wished to swiftly slay the enemy and then pursue Zhang Yuanchu. The Three Five Evil-Slaying Dual Swords radiated righteous qi that shattered evil, with the Dragon Tiger Qi responding to the Sword Light, slashing out sword qi tens of feet long, striking across the three prominent Divinity Realm warriors.

"Daoist Zhang, allow me to lend you a hand," Tong Ming said as he too released Qi Force, gathering the Yin and Yang Qi into one, striking across the sky.

"It won't be that easy!"

Laughing lightly, the blood-clothed youth drew a blood-colored long sword from his sleeve. The blood light and sword qi erupted violently, as countless formidable shadows of the blood specter howled out from the sword, intercepting the light of the Evil-Slaying Sword.

Elsewhere, the other two Divinity Realm warriors combined their efforts to unleash the Blood River. The surging blood waves blocked the Yin Yang Qi and withstood the counterattack.

"Boom, boom—"

The sounds of collision continued, blood specters ceaselessly charging and clashing with the light of the Evil-Slaying Sword, neither yielding. Clearly, the blood sword in the hands of the blood-clothed youth was also an extremely powerful Divine Weapon.

Unable to bring the battle to a swift conclusion here, Tong Ming, facing two formidable enemies, started to fall into a disadvantage.

He was, after all, elderly. Battling two Divinity Realm warriors at once, he was inevitably stretched to his limits.

"Insolent demon!"

Combining Yin Yang Sword Qi into a faint ethereal sword qi, Xuan Chen, upon seeing his uncle Master at a disadvantage, also drew his sword to aid him.

At the same moment, as if a ray of brilliance flashed across the sky, a mighty palm force suddenly appeared beside Xuan Chen, forcing him to turn back and block with his sword.

"Old Taoist, you might as well keep out of this,"

Palm forces continuously bombarded from all directions, sparking countless airwaves, yet the enemy's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Heavenly Demon Shadowless, you are 'Demon Shadow' Bai Yan!" Xuan Chen cried out while dealing with the palm force.

Compared to the members of the Blood Demon Sect who remained hidden, the Heavenly Demon Palace, although rarely involved in worldly matters, had some warriors known to the people.

Like this 'Demon Shadow' Bai Yan, whose Heavenly Demon Shadowless technique, when trained to the highest realm, was considered the ultimate speed in the world. His ability to stay unseen was not due to the strangeness of his technique but because his speed was so fast that even those in the Divinity Realm could hardly catch a glimpse of him.

Xuan Chen's shock was not because of Bai Yan's exceedingly high martial prowess but because his appearance meant that the Heavenly Demon Palace had also taken part in this attack.

If both the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Blood Demon Sect were involved in the attack, the battle today would indeed be difficult.

Zhang Yuanchu and Hua Yufei had disappeared without a trace, possibly having flown to a very distant place to do battle. True Master Tianyang had even been slain by Hua Yufei the day before.

At this moment, only six Divinity Realm warriors remained in the Taizhen Palace. Shenxiao Dao's stance was unclear, having connections with the Shadow King; whether they would take action was still unknown. Of the remaining four, three were already engaged in battle. Only the Divinity Realm master from Mingxuan Temple had not yet acted, but even with him included, it would be four against four, with the outcome uncertain.

"A battle of Divinity Realm should not be interfered with."

Below, Qing Yu sent Yun Zheng away quickly with a thought, and she herself disappeared quietly from the spot, wishing to leave this Divinity Realm battlefield.

At that moment, the eighth Divinity Realm warrior made their move.

"Xuan Chen, my brother, I hope you are well."

The voice echoed from afar, and as the air roared, the speaker appeared above Taizhen Palace in the blink of an eye.